I don't know what to say, words can't express how I feel
I'm afraid that I'm dreaming and none of this is real
Before I met you my heart was cold as steel
Always yearning for this feeling I've now got
But always questioning, is this real or is it not?
I got hurt in the past and healing will take a while
But I forget all of that when I see you smile
I could stare into your eyes until the night has come and it's getting cold
All the while drowning into the mirror image of my own soul
Why do you have to be so far away?
I don't believe in God but if he's there then why the cold play?
It is about that time, is it finally my break?
I don't want you to be fake
Is this what they call fate? Will I be safe?
Within your arms, or am I on a wild goose chase?
I know it's a lot all of these questions that I've got
But it boils down to this; are you for real or are you not?

If women took half of all the time they spend on their outside, and spent that on their inside, the world would have less trash and more true women.